Four in a Row… and Ben Still Hates Caleb
Bears 26, Saints 14
Yes, I know. The Bears have won four straight.
Cue the parade. Cue the delusional hope-ium.
Unless you’ve just had cataract surgery in the past four weeks, you can see the hate from an ocean mile away.
Ben Johnson can’t stand Caleb Williams — and honestly, who can blame him?
You could feel it from your couch. Soldier Field was electric.
The kind of energy that jumps off the screen — loud, alive, nervous.
Every big play felt like the city was ready to erupt, but there was that hum under the noise — like everyone knew it could all fall apart at any second.
The crowd was on fire, but it was anxious fire. Chicago-style tension, seasoned with hope and fear.
The 21st-Century Trent Dilfer Problem
My boy said it best: “Caleb’s the 21st-century Trent Dilfer.”
And he’s absolutely right.
We’ve seen this movie.
False starts. Dumb penalties. A few flashy throws. And a lot of “what the fuck?” ones.
And somehow, the Bears walk out 4-2 like they’ve cracked the code to the NFL.
But it smells like last year. Same story. Different packaging.
People say, “Look at the stats!”
Yeah, against shit teams.
Same as last season and the one before that.
Ben Johnson knows it, too. You can see it in his eyes — that “Fredo, you broke my heart” look.
Go watch it yourself:
That’s Ben and Caleb every Sunday.
Defense: Pure Violence (Mostly)
Now the defense — that’s the real story.
They’re turning the ball over like maniacs and hitting everything that moves.
But where’s this so-called “speed demon” linebacker Hyppolite? Haven’t heard his name in five games.
No impact plays. No splash plays. Nothing.
Here’s his draft profile if you feel like crying about a wasted draft pick:
And Odeyingbo? Still getting tossed out of the bar by tackles every game.
Lots of cash. One sack. That’s fucking it.
Even Grok knows this guy’s full of shit.
Thankfully, Montez Sweat is playing like a man possessed.
The rest of the defense is playing at a high level.
Dennis Allen’s got them believing.
Ben vs. Caleb: The Cold War
Make no mistake — this is Ben Johnson’s team.
Caleb’s just the unwanted roommate who keeps pissing without lifting the seat.
The NFL runs on ego, and Ben’s got plenty.
There’s no fucking way he’s letting Dennis Allen’s defense outshine his sacred offense, especially not with Jump-Pass Caleb and his mistakes stealing his spotlight.
Think Buddy Ryan and Mike Ditka — less tension, but the same slow-burn explosion waiting to happen.
The offense? Fine. Serviceable.
They’re winning with field goals and a power run game.
Swift looks great.
Monangai and Roshon are finally getting real snaps.
But Caleb? Still missing easy throws.
Still trying to play Heroine Ball.
Still doing that god-awful jump pass like he’s in a 9-year-old’s pickup game.
Bro. Plant your fucking feet and throw.
The Broadcast Told You the Truth
People gave Troy Aikman shit for criticizing Caleb?
Go rewatch the game on NFL+ and listen to Daryl Johnston — he ripped him apart all game long.
Footwork, reads, hero ball, jump passes.
Every single drive was a critique clinic.
Even the cameras told the story.
Ben Johnson is chewing his lip on the sideline, eyes screaming,
“This fucking guy’s gonna tank my career.”
The Truth Hurts (and So Do the Penalties)
Caleb’s accuracy is trash right now.
He’s missing wide-open guys and refuses to take the easy throw.
And the penalties? Still ridiculous.
Six weeks in, and this team jumps off the line like they’re allergic to discipline.
The linebackers played their asses off.
The run game was electric.
The defense looked dominant.
But the quarterback?
Still shit.
Still lost.
Still not it.
Same Old Bears?
Maybe?
We’ve seen this script.
Nagy and Mitch.
Fields and “potential.”
Now Caleb and the hype machine.
Same bullshit, new wrapping paper.
He locks on Rome Odunze every play like it’s a college crush.
Running around for no reason.
Can’t hit the deep ball consistently.
He’s not the guy — not yet, maybe not ever.
Next Stop: Baltimore
Next up — the Ravens. In Baltimore.
It’s slipping away, and they’re pissed.
The coaching staff literally banned ping pong and video games after losing to the Chiefs.
You think they’re not going to take it out on us?
We’ll find out real quick if this four-game streak is legit or just another mirage dressed up as momentum.
Soldier Field’s Still Humming
That nervous energy? It’s not going anywhere.
You can feel it in the air — Ben’s glare, Caleb’s confusion, the city’s heartbeat skipping a beat after every throw.
It’s not chaos yet.
But it’s coming.
And when it does, “some” Bears fans will say they saw the smoke first.
As of Today, the Chicago Bears are valued at approximately $8.2 billion.
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